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the unseen

i'm guilty
but guilty of what
being a human
being an american
*whatever the fuck that means*
or of feeling the pain
from untold thousands of deaths
i'm guilty
guilty of feeling hate
i saw his turbin
and felt the anger
for a brief moment in time
bright purple against a cloudless blue sky
triggered images of candy in the street
as the dust was still rising
cheering crowds then
and now, as the bodies
dangled in the breeze
and i felt hate
i fucking felt hate for this man
for this stranger in my land
then it passed and i felt a calm
here he was paying the same
doller eighty three for gas that i was
here he was feeling the warmth
from the same sun i was
here he was living his day
the same as i was
i felt peace wash over me
before i got in my car
i wished him a good day
i know my god sent his son
to forgive me for this sin
i am left to wonder
if allah sent his son
to forgive those
that turned the buildings into dust

DopeBeastie

very nice
thanks

ecope

I liked that one very much. I can relate.

Nice work.

justam

That feeling of guilt after you feel something simple like that. I like your story. I understand the feelings.

(I remember seeing a middle eastern woman in a veil in a grocery store aisle a few days after 9/11. I felt a surge of suspicion and dislike.....so unlike me at any other time....and yet it passed through me because of what had just happened. I had to shake myself and remind myself that she couldn't possibly know or be connected to anyone responsible!!)

Maybe first reactions like that are related to survival instincts?